January 7, 2014
When you live alone, you realize how insignificant your life is. I can go days without talking to anyone. No one knows or cares what I'm doing. I guess I'm fortunate to see the relief in this. The fact that any day is up to me. Again there is no one judging it. I don't really believe in a God that is measuring my existence. But I measure it. There is an uneasy feeling, when you don't have a job, to question your productivity? Yes that's the word. I measure my existence by productivity. I have to stop that nonsense.